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Lin Muyan In the afternoon, she dealt with several issues related to withdrawn investments, leaving her with a sore back, aching waist, and a pounding headache. She opened the window for some fresh air, but the warm coffee on the table had already turned cold. She took a sip without complaint, forcing herself to regain some energy. The wind rushed in through the window, scattering a few papers on the table, and the long-idle phone screen lit up surprisingly.
Lin Muyan just noticed now that Old Master Lin had called herself seven or eight times. She realized that her phone was on silent mode to avoid disturbing her work. In addition to the missed incoming calls, Old Master Lin had also sent about ten messages, all asking when she would be home, what she wanted to eat at night, and expressing general concern and urging.
The annoying issue at hand has not been resolved, and Lin Muyan doesn't have the mood to comfort the old man. She decided to turn off her phone to avoid any distractions and simply focus on her work. As the shutdown music of the phone finally stopped, she refreshed herself and continued to immerse herself in work. Amidst the busyness, she vaguely felt that she seemed to have missed a sentence.
What is it? She didn't have time to think much. The star-shaped clock on the wall spun quickly, and after the hour hand passed nine, Lin Muyan finally got up from her desk. If she continued to endure like this, she was afraid that she would die suddenly at her work post before she could succeed in her gamble.
I reluctantly tidied up the unfinished work, put it back in the filing cabinet, and Lin Muyan tilted her head back and stretched her limbs. The cracking sounds from all over her body were enough to prove how tired she was that day. The recent drastic changes in the weather were intense - it was clear and sunny in the morning, but in the afternoon, dark clouds began to gather. It was frustratingly not raining, making it muggy and dry, which made people feel restless.
Lin Muyan rolled up the sleeves of her mid-length dress and changed into the white tourist shoes she had worn when she arrived. Looking youthful and beautiful, she stepped off the elevator. Reality is not like a TV drama; some employees will stay and work overtime just because they saw the boss still around.
Lin Muyan had been working late for several days in a row. She had become familiar with the security guards and even knew which shift they were on. When they bid her farewell with "Goodbye, Lin Zong," she would wave back, and she could even keep track of how many times the security team had rotated.
The outside no longer looks like daytime, Lin Muyan is used to waiting outside the company for her driver to pick her up. She looked around and saw only a newly painted Wuling MINI, and no other cars. She took a few quick steps and looked at the license plate, and indeed it was Liu Er Bao's used car. "Sister Yan, we've been waiting for you for so long."
The driver's seat poked out a round head, and Liu Er Bao's casually tied bun swayed behind her head, deeply pleasing the aggrieved Lin Muyan who had been suppressed all day. "What are you waiting for? Not going home so late at night," she said mercilessly, but she smiled and squeezed into the car. This old car is still so crowded.
Song Xi turned her head and looked at the tall and awkward Lin Muyan with a smile, "What are you saying? You didn't forget that today is your birthday, did you? Look, we've already bought the cake." She lifted the large cake in her arms, and from Lin Muyan's angle, he could just make out a corner of the transparent cover, revealing a faintly pink-blue cake with a delicate depiction of a starling. Due to the limited lighting, he couldn't quite make out what was written on it. "Childish," he muttered.
She was hit by Liu Er Bao. "Can this car even run?" Thinking about how it suddenly ran out of power before, Lin Muyan frowned and seriously doubted whether Liu Er Bao's car could get her home.
Liu Er Bao patted her chest and said with a smile, "It's a must." Then she looked at Lin Muyan with a hint of resentment, "Originally, Song Xi and I were both ready to treat you to a big meal. Alas, it's your bad luck that the reservation time has passed. We can only go to Song Xi's place for hotpot."
Lin Muyan was surprised, "Can the dormitory manager let us in?"
She remembered that Song Xi's school had strict regulations.
"That's right, Song Xi recently won an award. Now she's a celebrity at school, getting all these privileges, and still has more than enough."
Liu Er Bao seemed proud as if he had won the award himself, while Song Xi blushed and pretended not to hear.
Both she and Liu Er Bao maintained a high degree of consistency, not mentioning Lin Muyan's previously concealed family background."
Lin Muyan was really uncomfortable, but she endured it all the way until she entered the school dormitory where Song Xi lived, and then she took the initiative to come clean.
"I'm sorry."
She made a straightforward 90-degree bow, which startled the two people in front of her.
Liu Er Bao has already seen the luxury of the Lin family, and quickly reassured Lin Muyan.
"Don't worry, Sister Yan, we're not angry. After all, your family does attract attention. If I were you, I'd be cautious too," said Song Xi, moving her lips and nodding after a while.
"I didn't mean to hide it from you," Lin Muyan glanced at Song Xi, "Because of the status of the Lin family, I have never been able to make true friends from childhood to adulthood. You two are the only ones who have allowed me to feel at ease in my interactions. I don't want to lose you. Being associated with the Lin family may be a kind of fortune for others, but for me, it's more like a shackle."
Wearing the label of the Lin family, Lin Muyan is not free. In these years, she has only truly felt unrestrained during the few years she studied abroad.
She took a few steps forward, grabbed Song Xi's hand, and said pitifully, "Please don't be mad at me, okay?"
Song Xi didn't look at her until half a day had passed, and said in a sour tone, "Er Bao has already met your family."
Lin Muyan was taken aback, feeling both amused and exasperated. It turned out that all this time she had been stealing glances at herself, and it actually mattered to her.
"Why don't you come home with me tonight and meet my grandfather?" Knowing that Song Xi wasn't mad at her, Lin Muyan let go of her emotions and started joking around.
"Today is not possible," Song Xi said seriously as she looked at her clothes. "I need to get ready, can't let you down."
She was serious and earnest, as always.
Suddenly, Lin Muyan stepped forward and hugged her, nuzzling her neck.
There is such a good friend, she is worth it in this life.
"Ah, you guys are hugging without me, I want to, I want to!"
Liu Er Bao smiled and also hugged over, the three of them hugged together and laughed.
The hot pot ingredients are all ready-made. Lin Muyan thought of eating without preparing anything and took the initiative to wash and cut the vegetables. She had only cut a carrot when Song Xi shook her head and pushed her aside. "Tsk tsk, the young lady who never gets her hands dirty is indeed impressive. You can even cut carrot slices into squares, quite creative."
Liu Er Bao nodded vigorously on the side, adding fuel to the fire.
Lin Muyan was so irritated that her face turned red. She may not be good at cooking, but does that mean she can't have any shortcomings?
In the end, it was Song Xi's skillful hands that managed to salvage a few dishes that had been ruined, barely maintaining some of their original shape on the table.
Three people sat around a table, enjoying the bubbling hot pot filled with various ingredients. No one minded Lin Muyan's terrible cooking skills, and they all relaxed and enjoyed the moment. "Quick, try this. I spent over thirty on these crab and bamboo sticks, they're delicious."
Liu Er Bao picked up a pair of chopsticks and put some food in their own bowl, then eagerly waited for the other two to comment.
"Not bad, not bad, Er Bao, you have good taste," Lin Muyan dipped some hot pot seasoning and praised, making Liu Er Bao very pleased.
She then turned her gaze to Song Xi, who felt awkward under her stare and could only take a small bite and nod.
"Hey, I told you, when it comes to eating, I have impeccable taste!" Liu Er Bao boasted without reservation, contentedly helping himself to another bite.
Lin Muyan still fondly remembers the times when the three of them gathered together. It feels like it's been a long time since the last time we had hot pot.
Lin Muyan Without driving, being pushed and pulled by the other two, drinking a little bit of alcohol, her face slightly flushed, suddenly got a cheerful cue from Liu Er Bao.
"Hey Sister Yan, have you and Xiao Chen gotten back together?" She propped her chin, her eyes full of gossip.
Even Song Xi blinked and joined the conversation, "If someone apologized so generously at a press conference, I would have agreed a long time ago."
"Press conference?" Lin Muyan was at a loss, "What press conference?"
"Don't pretend! The Fashion Week press conference last week, it was live-streamed across the internet. Don't tell me you didn't see it. You're the boss of Peak Entertainment, how can you be so behind on the news!"
Both of them looked at her with a look of disappointment, and Lin Muyan was speechless.
She has recently been annoyed by the 600 million from the crew, and she has been fighting wits with the group of old men in the company every day. She has no time to look at any gossip news.
"Here, this is obviously about you." Liu Er Bao considerately placed the mobile video on the table, at an angle where all three people could see, and pressed play. Xiao Chen's magnetic voice instantly poured out.
"Although I haven't had much contact with Xiao Chen, seeing how sincere he is, I think maybe you shouldn't break up."
Even Song Xi said so.
Lin Muyan watched for a while before letting Liu Er Bao put away the video. Indeed, that video segment did shock her and made her see Xiao Chen's true feelings clearly. But she still has concerns.
"I don't want to continue dwelling on this topic," she changed the subject and turned to Liu Er Bao. "I haven't made up my mind yet. Let's wait and see. I still want to see his attitude." Liu Er Bao shook his head in disagreement. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Muyan cut in, "Enough about me. How about you and Wen Zimo? You two were already so close that you could have fooled me. There must have been some progress, right?"
Song Xi has always been influenced by Liu Er Bao's relationship with Lin Muyan. When she heard that Liu Er Bao also has feelings, her eyes widened in surprise.
Wasn't she just following her mentor on a business trip? How did she miss so much!
"Tell me the truth!"
Song Xi threatened Liu Er Bao with his chopsticks. Caught between the two, Liu Er Bao quickly confessed, "There has been a little progress."
"What kind of progress?"
"How far has it developed?"
Both of them said at the same time.
Liu Er Bao blushed, "I was just about to add him on WeChat."
Before she finished speaking, her head was already drooping towards her stomach.
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